Hi my name is Molly and goodness help me I can't believe I'm referring to myself in this manner but I'm a Hu Cow. I'm nineteen years old and I live in the small town Marmet West Virginia. My home town by the way and it has a population of 1500 people, well 1501 if you count my baby girl Darla...and I do. Marmet is known for having the best darned hot dogs. But there aren't any jobs. So I work at my uncle's little hot dog cafe at the edge of town it's called, "Ray's Place." It's located near interstate 64 and the Kanawha river. The cafe gets plenty of business from the truckers who come through.
Ray is an ex truck driver himself and he's a bit handsy at times and little rough around the edges but I love him and he's really helped me out of a bad situation. I got pregnant my senior year in high school. To me being pregnant at eighteen was right on par with most of the other girls in my school but momma didn't see it that way and she kicked me out of the house so to heck with her.
My baby's daddy Earl and I had plans to get out of Marmet and move to Charleston just down the road. The town would give him a better shot at getting a job. Most everyone that graduates moves away. I moved in with Earl and his father Trip after being kicked out. Everything was going great the first couple of weeks right up until I found the videos cameras. They were tiny and hidden behind about every mirror in the house. Five in all, the kitchen, living room, hallway, bathroom and bedroom. All of them were installed by Trip so he could watch me being fucked by his son and lets just say Earl is pretty much a sex nut!
I would have not known that my privacy was being invaded if it had not been for Trip leaving his phone laying out. I was lounging around the living room bored and very much pregnant and I see it laying on the coffee table. I picked it up and started going through it. My heart sank when I found all his little videos of me and Earl having sex and worse yet he was even selling them online!
I told Earl about it and do you know what he took his dad's side! He said that his fathers's social security checks were not enough to keep the older man up so he had to make a second income some how.
I protested and Earl beat me to the point I almost lost Darla...our baby. And to add insult to injury he kicked me out of his daddy's house and it was on an awful cold and rainy night. I walked to my uncle's cafe I mean I had nowhere else to go. I stepped into the cafe that night soaked from head to toe in just my short cotton night gown and nothing else. And because I wasn't wearing any undergarment the thin wet cotton material made me feel naked. The truckers really got a show that night.
Ray took me in that night and he let me sleep on an old Army cote in the storage room. The next morning he sets me up in a trailer at the mobile home park he owns and I've been living there ever since. He was there for me during the last month of my pregnancy and took me to the hospital when my water broke and even held my hand while I gave birth.
Where is Earl during all this you may ask? I don't know the exact details but the high sheriff of the county found him dead at the old abandoned mine, at the end of town. He'd been beaten to death and there were drugs on him and in his system. I didn't know Earl did drugs? Such a sad situation. And as for Trip, Earl's daddy, well he was forced to go into a state-run retirement facility.
Anyways I guess I'm Ray's favorite niece you might say. He calls me Baby Girl and he's called me that ever since I can remember. Darla and I owe him so much and he has never asked for anything in return...that is until tonight.
It was ten in the evening and I was at home alone as always. I just finished breast feeding Darla and had put her down in her crib for the night when a sudden knock came to the door. I was nude so I couldn't answer it right away.
"Just a minute!" I said and I rushed to the bedroom and pulled on my black and purple satin kimono.
The knock came again before I could even get my robe tied properly and this time it was louder and more persistent. I hurried over and answered the door.
Uncle Ray is standing there.
"Uncle?" I pulled my robe closed and stepped back and he stepped in not waiting to be invited which was fine by me since it was his trailer and I was staying there for free. Ray walked over and sat down on the sofa. He looked nervous.
"Are you Okay, Ray?"
"I don't know yet."
I walk over and I sit down beside him, "Talk to me. What's going on?"
"Molly just be quiet and listen to me." he said sternly.
Wow he seemed so serious, "Okay I'm listening, uncle."
"You like living here right?"
I smiled and nodded, "Of course, Ray."
He shakes his head, "You like the car I bought you?"
"Yes uncle Ray! Where is this going?"
"There is no use in beating around the bush about this so I'll come right out and ask it. Will you let me suck the milk from your tits?"
My mouth dropped and I was so shocked by the question that I couldn't speak.
He raised his hands, "I know it's an odd thing to ask but see I have this thing where I crave breast milk."
"I have some in the fridge. I mean I pumped my breasts this morning and you know me I don't believe in wasting..."
Ray shook his head, "No you don't understand me; I want the milk that is in your breasts! The fresh stuff!"
"Please Ray don't ask me to do this. I..."
"I'm not asking you. I'm tell you. You're gonna let me suck your tits or all this is gone." He said spreading his arms to indicate my home and most likely my car. "Do you understand me?"
I nodded and hung my head.
He reached into the pocket of his coat and took out a red lacy cupless bra and tossed it in my lap, "Here! Go to your room and put this on and you can wear whatever panties you want." He brushed his fingers through my blond hair, "I want you to look nice for your uncle, okay?"
